The wine was very sweet, but the stamina was too strong. The three of them drank until midnight and became so drunk that they became unconscious. Liang Chuan was happy that he finally found the place, and it was pretty good, so he drank two more drinks. Bi Zhaosheng was a little depressed, but fortunately he rented out the shop that he had been idle for a long time, and he could somewhat recover some of the losses. His mood suddenly changed. I also drank two more drinks.
The next day, Liang Chuan had a splitting headache. The self-brewed wine was extremely powerful. The purification technology was not very good, so the content of impurities was not exaggerated. Drinking it was refreshing, but the next day it turned out to be life-threatening. Liang Chuanqi said that last night, several people in the family had gone to do their own things. The two girls continued to do their hygiene, and Zhao Xiaopin went out to get work. Liang Chuan asked his younger brother to build a plaque. This store will have a name, just like the Fengshan main store. Anyway, the signboard will be put out first. As for business, take your time. Besides, even if we open the business today, how many orders can we make?
Not long after Liang Chuan got up, Bi Zhaosheng walked into the store with a trace of paleness on his face and smelled of alcohol. Liang Chuan was sitting at the table eating rice porridge and steamed meat buns. When he saw Bi Zhaosheng coming over, he quickly asked Xiaochai to go again. Bring a bowl over and eat together.
Bi Zhaosheng saw that Ye Xiaochai was very beautiful. She was a girl who cooked rice and served water in Liang Chuan's house. Shen Yuzhen was even a deity who came down to earth to serve Liang Chuan with food and rice. This person opened the business and did not see the goods, let alone shout. Bi Zhaosheng looked at this brother The shop is even stranger than Master Qingyuan’s mansion.
"Oh, I drank too much yesterday and made my brother laugh." Bi Zhaosheng's fair face was slightly red.
"Brother, you came just in time. Let's go to the streets with me after dinner. You are familiar with the roads and will save me from going down the wrong path."
"Okay!" Bi Zhaosheng was very cheerful and did not hide his emotions. His expressions of happiness and displeasure were all written on his face. He thought Liang Chuan was pretty good and treated him as a friend. Although it was only for a day, he was very able to talk to.
Bi Zhaosheng is strange to say. If you say he is a scholar, he only has less than half a tael of ink in his chest. If you say he is a rough man, he can still make some nonsense with you. Qingyuan during the Northern Song Dynasty was no worse than Suzhou and Hangzhou. It was a place where things were prosperous and people were prosperous for generations to come.
After the meal, the two of them walked down the street. After chatting for a while, Liang Chuan also found out that Bi Zhaosheng's ancestor was not a native of Qingyuan, but he had settled there for countless generations. His family business was more powerful than it is now. Now that he is here, It feels like this generation is going downhill a bit. Even so, they are now considered natives of Qingyuan. They have grown up in Qingyuan since childhood, and they know all the good things there.
Bi Zhaosheng wanted to show Liang Chuan how unique Qingyuan was. There were pavilions and pavilions everywhere, but one thing that made Qingyuan unique was its port.
Bi Zhaosheng led Liang Chuan out of Yiquan Gate in the west and walked along the river and along the city wall, passing through the gates of Tonghuai, Linzhang and Tongjin. The Chaotian Gate in the north was still heavily guarded, but the gates in the south were guarded by heavy troops. All the city gates are open and wide, and there is an endless stream of boatmen on the river. Small sampans carry all kinds of hard-to-find goods on the river. The small river surface has become a dense market, with wheelbarrows, carriages, and carts pulling various goods. A steady stream of goods came from the river.
Liang Chuan stood on the edge of the river, and a vast aura hit his face. The river was endless and the water area was extremely wide. How could this be the small river that was about to stop flowing every day in later generations? Ships of all sizes were constantly shuttled on the river. The sails of the big ships were fierce, and the small boats were crowded with people. Each boat was carrying goods. The entire river was crowded with ships of all sizes. The chants on the river broke through the air, and there were also sailors' shouts. Singing high, it is truly a prosperous scene!
"How is it!" Bi Zhaosheng led Liang Chuan and they stood side by side by the river. Liang Chuan was lost in thought while looking at the river scenery, feeling faintly proud in his heart. At this time, Qingyuan Port has become the second largest port after Alexandria, and there is no other port in the entire East that can compare.
"I have thought about the scene of Qingyuan countless times in my mind, but when I saw his true appearance for the first time, I was still shocked. The largest port in the East really deserves its reputation!"
Bi Zhaosheng stood by the river and pointed out the land and said: "The big ships on the Sun River bring the specialties of all countries from the sea, and the small boats unload the goods from the big ships. As long as people are willing to put in the effort, no one will starve to death in this land." , Qingyuan people all rely on this mother river to make a living!"
Liang Chuan came back to his senses and said, "Hey, this river is called Sun River? Isn't it called **?"
Bi Zhaosheng said: "Since ancient times, this river has been called Sun River, **? I've never heard of anyone saying it's called **!"
Liang Chuan looked towards the south of the Yangtze River. On the other side of the river were fertile plains. In his memory, this was the place where the miracle of the private economy was created after the reform and opening up. Now, all he can see are tidal flats, barren mountains and weeds and forests. ** It hasn't appeared yet, let alone anyone knows the name.
"I remembered it wrong." How dare Liang Chuan say that he would call this river "**" and Wan'an Crossing "Luojiang River" in the future? Even if he said it, they would not believe it.
Bi Zhaosheng continued: "We have more than three people in Qingyuan!"
Liang Chuan looked at Bi Zhaosheng with an expression that asked him to start his performance and said, "Which three are more?"
Bi Zhaosheng said: "The most abundant thing in Qingyuan is the thorn trees that are all over the city, so it is also called the city of thorn trees. The second number means there are many people from outside the city, and the third number means there are many boats."
Liang Chuan said in deep agreement: "That's true, but the last two are easy to understand. Why are there so many flowers and trees like Erythrina here? They don't look good or fragrant, and we don't see so many thorns in other places. Tong!"
The two of them walked side by side on the riverside avenue. Both rows of the avenue were planted with Erythronium truncatula, whose green leaves swayed in the autumn wind. Bi Zhaosheng pointed to the Erythrina and said: "Erythrina flowers and trees are native to Southeast Asia, with the largest number being in Tianzhu. These flowers and trees came with the ships from the south, and are not our local flowers and trees."
Liang Chuan didn't expect that this flower was still a rare commodity: "I really didn't know about this."
"Monk Puji once said that the Erythrina flower has a magical characteristic. If it buds and then blooms every year, it means that this year is a good harvest year. But if the Erythrina flower blooms first and then blooms, then this year will be a good harvest. There will be a shortage of harvest! That’s why the Erythrina japonicus all over the city is also called Ruitong!”
Liang Chuan only knew that the Erythrina flower bloomed every year. He had never observed the sequence of germination and flowering. I am afraid that except for the experience that could only be summed up by the ancient people who valued the farming season, others would just look at the bustling chants. Just poetry.
"This Erythrina has even caused a controversy!" Bi Zhaosheng said deliberately to whet Liang Chuan's appetite.
"What argument?"
"Brother Liangchuan, have you ever heard of Mr. Ding Wei, the deputy minister and political minister of the current dynasty?" Bi Zhaosheng said eloquently.
"Ding Wei? I don't know him." Liang Chuan spoke very casually. He really didn't know him. He knew a few of the more famous people during this period, including Bao Zheng, Di Qing, and Fan Zhongyan. As for the others, there are no pages in history books. It's so big, how many people can go up there?
If Liang Chuan knew that he would have an entanglement with this powerful minister, he would not say so casually. Ding Wei was known as a treacherous minister of the Zhenzong Dynasty, but he was also a capable minister of the Zhenzong Dynasty. This person had equal merits and demerits in history, but he was not a good person to evaluate!
Bi Zhaosheng was stunned for a moment. There were probably not many people on the street who didn't even know Ding Wei. Bi Zhaosheng said with a smile: "The current emperor's father, Emperor Zhenzong, believes in Shinto and is fond of doing things like auspiciousness and auspiciousness. In the past, there were a few ministers who were more outstanding and liked to be favored by the emperor and then get promoted and make a fortune. This Prime Minister Ding It’s the best of them all.”
Liang Chuan seemed to have some impression after hearing this: "I remember that in the past, conferring Zen on Mount Tai was an honor for emperors. Emperors like Qin Shihuang and Emperor Wu of Han could not go up the mountain. It seems that in this dynasty, a saint came up."
You can eat random things, but you can't talk nonsense. You don't need real evidence for ***, you can kill people just by making assumptions.
Liang Chuan did not say the next words. He knew that since Zhenzong of Song Dynasty went to Mount Tai, the conferment of Zen has changed from a supreme honor to a bad thing that wastes people and money. Emperors of all dynasties have been proud of conferring Zen. Since Zhao Heng From now on, no one will be proud of Mount Tai as a god, but will be ashamed of it. The price has dropped and there is nothing to show off, because they will say, Feng Chan? Isn't that just like Zhao Heng's children?
"Yes, that's the case. That year when Prime Minister Ding was still the official visiting envoy for integrity, he came to Quanzhou Prefecture to take a test on integrity. Secretly, he wanted to take the opportunity to do the auspicious thing again and go back so that he could get promoted and make a fortune. When he arrived in Qingyuan, After entering the county, he saw that the place was full of Erythrina japonica imported from Southeast Asia, and his subordinates told him about the characteristics of this flower. Prime Minister Ding made a sad gesture, hoping to see the green leaves of Erythrina japonica first, which meant that Quanzhou Prefecture The harvest has been plentiful, so it is a great achievement to go back and report back like this. I also chanted, "I heard the villagers say that the first leaves of Erythrina japonica will bloom and bloom, which predicts a good year. I am here to worry about the people, and I only love green and not red." His limericks are really versatile."
"Then why is it called an argument?"
This brings us to the key point. Bi Zhaosheng continued: "After Prime Minister Ding left, a new prefect, Wang Shipeng, came to Quanzhou Prefecture. This prefect Wang was also the predecessor of the current prefect Zhao. This prefect Wang Shipeng was a scholar, look at it. He was not used to Prime Minister Na Ding's flattering nature. Although his original intention was to hope that the people would have a good harvest, he did not believe in the auspiciousness. The umbrella is about to burn out. Flowers bloom first and ripen later in the year. Why don’t people like the color red at this time? Haha, who do you think can recite better poetry?"
Liang Chuan looked at the green leaves and red flowers, thought for a while and then said with a smile: "According to my understanding, I think what Prime Minister Ding said is not unreasonable?"
Bi Zhaosheng's words were ridiculing Ding Wei and praising Wang Shipeng. Everyone could hear it, but Liang Chuan just said this to him. "Oh? How can Brother Liang Chuan see you?"
Liang Chuan said: "The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. Do you know why?"
Bi Zhaosheng shook his head.
"The temperature at the foot of the mountain is high, so the peach blossoms have been in full bloom for a long time, but the temperature in the mountains does not reach this temperature until April, so the peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain fade before the peach blossoms bloom on the mountain."
Bi Zhaosheng was confused when he heard this. What does this have to do with the Erythrina flower?
Liang Chuan said: "Similarly, the early blooming of Erythrina flowers in Qingyuan means that the temperature that year was higher than in previous years. The higher temperature is conducive to the growth of crops, so it is not unreasonable for farmers to have a bumper harvest this year. !”
Bi Zhaosheng originally thought that Liang Chuan was a rough man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. He could not escape the problem of judging people by their appearance. As a result, what Liang Chuan said today made him dumbfounded. When others heard him talk about the allusion between Ding Wei and Wang Shipeng, they would just laugh and be polite. He had told this story countless times, and this was the first time he heard this kind of analysis. It was still an analysis. It’s clear and logical!
He only thought that Ding Wei was trying to take pictures of the late emperor's Mani, but he never thought that Ding Wei had his own opinions?
Of course, whether his opinions are true or not has nothing to do with him, a little person. What he can care about right now is that his printing and dyeing workshop can be maintained.
"Let's go further. You have been here for a long time. Do you know Hussein, an Arab businessman?" Liang Chuanman asked.
"Arabia? Where is this?" Although Bi Zhaosheng is a native, the industry is quite tricky. To put it bluntly, the industry is not very wide. Upstream there are some literati who have written books on oil paintings and wooden boards, and downstream there are major academies and bookshops, including printing. Jie was also blind. To be honest, if he didn't close the store in his lifetime, it would be because of God's blindness.
Liang Chuan thought that asking was in vain, he probably had to find it himself. "There is an agency in charge of trading here. Do you know where it is?"
